Divorced Billionaire Heiress Isabella Novels & Stories

she expressed in shock. It felt unbelievable, and they all rose to their feet, staring at the TV screen like toddlers watching cartoons, unable to be disturbed. "As the report reached us, we found out that the former Alda Morgan, now Alessandra Russo, was recently divorced by her husband, Tyler Harrington, and lost everything she ever had to the cold hands of her husband's divorce." "Could this be fate? The former Alda Morgan, now Alessandra Russo, who should now be a nobody, is now one of the richest women alive in the United States of America."

My name is a punchline on the evening news, and I am hiding in a cash-only shithole because my wife decided to lose her mind and burn my life to the ground. I tap the cracked screen. The news cycle refreshes. There she is. Isabella is walking out of a sprawling estate in the Hudson Valley, flanked by Luca Moretti and Viktor Romanov. She is wearing black silk. She is not weeping and she is not trembling. The headline beneath the photograph reads: *The Romanov Heiress Reclaims Council Seat.* The rage that spikes in my chest is incandescent. It is a blinding, white-hot physical pain.

"How could you be so unreasonable, you brat? Isabella is the only heiress of the richest woman in Andaysia! She even has a son with Lucas! How could you ever possibly measure up to her? "And Lucas already said that he's willing to divorce her later just to marry you. You've basically already hit the jackpot with a man like him! And you still dare to cause trouble for him like this?" "The jackpot?" I laughed coldly. "I will never marry him in this lifetime! And I'm settling all scores with him today!" Michelle's expression was grim and dark.

I whispered under my breath. I clicked one. “That woman is dangerous. She should be arrested immediately.” I hadn’t processed the first one when another popped in, “Rich people think they can cover up crimes.” “Where is the missing heiress? Start with Grace Parker.” My grip tightened on the phone. “That’s not true,” I muttered. Another notification popped in, “ she’s acting innocent but she knows something.” I exhaled sharply and locked the screen. I barely knew anything about her But even as I said it, something unsettled me because the missing heiress…

Isabella had settled for the Ophelia counter earlier because she was short on cash. Seeing me, whom she despised the most, browsing at the Venis counter made her feel extremely uneasy. She scoffed, “What’s Scarlett worried about? Vivian’s already been dumped by my brother, so whoever he wants to marry has nothing to do with her anymore!” Scarlett, fully aware of Isabella's jealousy, decided to poke at it. “Isabella, don’t say that. Vivian is quite the hidden gem. A woman who can spend billions on a Koenigsegg must be extraordinary.”

Tarun turned back to the screen, his eyes now focused on his nephew with new understanding. "Everett," he said softly, "I am sorry you had to learn this truth in such a painful way." Everett nodded, “I…I got off easy compared to the three half-siblings I have here. You should watch all three files; they've been hit and pitted against each other. He tried to sell Annabella, my old sister, to Alpha Heir Jonty of Moon Slashers. Even though she had already found her mate, or should I say mates, all six of the Alpha Heirs. Besides that, Annabella could feel at least 20 children in the family bonds that link us to our shared father. A lot of women and children are about to get very hurt.”

Lisa shook her head in shock as she listened "A week later, we met with his lawyer's present to have the divorce papers signed, and I walked away with my car, a few hundred thousands and this apartment that belonged to my mother." "What?" Lisa exclaimed. "Lucas is literally a billionaire, and that's all you walk out with from a divorce that he wanted? No! That is not right. I know a lawyer who can still get you what you deserve." Isabelle's face turned pale as she sniffled. "Do not worry, you can pay him after the settlement. He's a friend." Lisa thought Isabelle was worried about how much it would cost, but that was not it.

“Isn’t his ex-wife Anya Walter? They are already divorced. Why would his ex-wife stay here to take care of him?” “Who knows?” “I heard that Evan is dating Princess Novlis. I wonder if it is true. Why is he with his ex-wife now?” “Also, same time ago, he had scandal with the daughter of Ship King. Which one of his real girlfriend?” A more mature-looking nurse added, “Isn’t normal for wealthy families to do such a things? Which successful man doesn’t have multiple girlfriends?” “Tsk, there are many good men.” “That’s just because it hadn’t been exposed. Do you think they don’t keep any mistresses?”

“Oh, isn't this Bertha who's been so hot on the internet lately? It's been a long time since I've seen you. I didn't expect your life to be entangled in so many scandals." Seeing Bertha enter the store, Kerenza laughed mockingly, pulling the man aside. After learning that Bertha is the wife of the young and handsome heir of Tibble's family, Kerenza is heartbroken and sad. It wasn't until a while ago, when Bertha was very hot on the internet, that she learned that Bertha was divorced, and she was very happy.

“What's your name? “he broke the ice and said it like it was nothing. “Are you asking me? “I took a hearing aid out of my ear. “Yes, who else would I ask that question to if it's just the two of us going here? “This time he took off his glasses and wanted to penetrate me with his eyes, they were honey colored, but I could perceive something else about him, something that only us women can feel when a guy tries to see you with that mischievousness. “My name is Isabella, but I feel better if you just call me Isa," I answered kindly, "What's your name?